Under the bridge.

Summer is here, at last.  And that is when they come out, and fish under bridges. Who knows what motivates them, or what dark thoughts drive them on. In a frenzy, they lash out against nature with their rods, gritting their teeth as their hooks catch in submerged shopping carts, or the wire of a radial tire.

Madness.  You know it must be, but you can’t turn away.  You must know what has brought them so far.

The answer does not disappoint, for it is the fabled German Reticulated Brown Tiger-Zebra Trout that they seek.  A rare and wary beast both hated and feared on the African savanna for its razor-sharp claws, co-operative hunting practices, and raids on farmers livestock.

 

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